#his face would be halfway out of the frame at all times lmaoo

[konigsblog]

calling tf141 + könig "babygirl" and slapping/grabbing their ass(their reactions)

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warnings: brief mention of smut; spanking with a belt, spanking,

also LMAOO the gif, i had to use it it's fits so well with this, if you have any submissions please send them in! :)

simon ghost riley

you saw it. he was inthe kitchen, wearing the tightest looking trousers you'd seen him in ever. as he bent over you reached out and slapped his ass, hard.

he froze immediately. slowly, his head turned towards yours. the look in his eyes revealed anger, "love, what was that?" he questioned, you'd be lying if you said that you weren't slightly intimidated.

"your ass looked good... what can i say?" you smirked, throwing in a playful wink before running off, just as you took off he dropped whatever he was doing and chased after you.

as you landed on your shared bed, he straddled your thighs, "seriously? slapping my ass?" the look in his eyes revealed lust, as he flipped you onto your stomach before bending you over his knee.

it's safe to say that the bruises on your ass tought you a lesson.

captain john price

you could hear him typing away on his keyboard and scratching his pen on paper, he insisted that he had a lot of emails and phone calls to be made, and that he would come out later.

little did he know that you took this time to plan, you planned your own mission. the same way he would. you would go up there and speak to him, distract him by asking; "what do you want for dinner?" or "are you thirsty, im going to go downstairs for a drink?" and whilst he was distracted you'd drop his pen onto the floor, far enough away were he'd have to get up and bend over to get it, and then you'd pounce, grab his ass. the same way he did to you last n-

you made it clear that you were coming by knocking on his door, "come in!" he announced out to you. "hey baby, i was wondering what you wanted for dinner? i can't make up my mind." a smirk grew on your face, he wasn't facing you yet though. he turned, "why don't we order a takeaway? chinese sound good?" you came closer to his desk, pretending to wipe something off his face while your other hand was throwing his pencil off the desk. "sounds good!"

it had worked, so far. you hid behind the door frame, watching as he looked for his pencil before noticing it on the floor next to his bookshelf.

just as he bent over, you grabbed his ass. something came into your mind halfway through and you decided to fake-thrust into him.

his eyes shot towards your laughing face. "the fuck was that, love?" his deep voice could send shivers down your spine but you were too busy laughing your ass off.

before you knew it he bent you over and playfully dry humped you. "hey!" you laughed out. fair play.

john soap mactavish

he was working out in your small home gym, it wasn't anything big or luxury just a spare room you both didn't know what to do with.

his muslces tensed as he lifted weights, sweat visible dripping from his forehead. you saw a trend on tiktok about slapping your partners ass and recording their reaction. you took his phone, preparing to send it to his friends for the laugh of it.

as he placed down his weights he stayed there bent over, trying to get some composure before he moved onto his next set. you quickly but quietly sped over, slapping a handful of his juicy ass. he squeaked in fear as you doubled over in laughter. running out of his room so you could send it.

he chased after you, yet not quick enough before you sent it. realizing what you did he ran over, trying to get his phone of you but you squirmed out his arms. regardless, it was too late. they all saw it and he got laughed at because of his girlishly squeal.

kyle gaz garrick

you knew he would be home late today, he was going out with his friends to drink a bit before heading back.

however little did he know what was coming for him. you heard the doors open, a sigh from kyle that sounded relieved to be back with you in your shared house.

as your were lying down you pretend to be asleep, you kept one eye open on the lookout for kyle, as then you saw him. he was humming a song, just as he looked at you, you quickly shut your eyes. he played with your hair before making his way over to your dresser, bending down to get some pajamas.

he removed his shirt leaving him shirtless. quietly you got up, his humming blocked out all noise coming from you. as he stood back up he felt a hand slap his clothed ass, he let out a high-pitched squeak and scream as he jamp backwards nearly falling on you.

"[name] what the hell?! oh my god!!" you hunched over in laughter not able to contain whatever noises came out of you. he flipped you over his shoulders throwing you onto the bed, "let's see how funny it is now, hm?" as he discarded his belt, making a loud snapping noise with it.

you still couldn't contain whatever noises came out of you, but this time they were lustful.

könig

könig was sat on the couch, watching some romcom that wss on tv, he seemed to get bored rather quickly. you knew this because you had been watching him for 15 minutes. that would sound creepy to someone who didn't know your was cheeky plan.

he rose to his feet, stretching his back. he had knocked the remote on the floor and kicked it away accidentally when he stood up. he muttered some german curse words.

you sprinted over, but because of his fast reflexes he jumped around, grabbing and pinning you to the couch. "maus, what are you running for? i didn't know it was you." he laughed, you sighed in defeat, huffing and trying to get yourself free from his embrace.

"ugh, i was gonna do this tiktok trend, noo!" you groaned out, seemingly frustrated. he always had quick reflexes from his training in the military. "yeah? what trend?" he smirked at you, laughing at your noticeably annoyed face. "basically you slap your partnes ass..." his eyes widened and you smirked, "really now?" he flipped you onto you stomach holding your hips up and pining your hands above your head. "let's see how funny this is." as he removed his belt and pulled down your pajama shorts.

it hurt to sit down for the next few days, not only from his belt.

[shkon]

Also my dream was crazy as fuck. I haven’t had a dream this vivid in a long time. (Story time now) btw also included a setting from another dream of mine that was also vivid. My dream world is taking shape and it’s based around my home town.. (really good read actually)

So I visited home from my new “home” in riverside and went to the mall to get myself a deli sandwich and a Thai tea. The perfect realm since the real mall would never have that, I mean deli sandwiches and Thai tea what a perfect combo. Anyways, I barely get my Thai tea when I run into a couple street kids I used to roll with back in the day and they’re headed out so I decided to walk with them. We reach the end of the parking lot and see my best friend aka brother ivan, who at this point of our lives have reached a lot of hostility between eachother and haven’t seen eachother in about 6 months. Instantly we hug it out like two lovers split from the fires of war.. I know homo AF We start talking and the fix gear biker gang kids get frustrated and say something along the lines of “hey dude I know you’re in town and feel special n shit, but we got some blunts to smoke at a gig downtown, you comin or nah?” Butthurt for having to split up with my boy for a night of “booze and bitches,” their words not mine, I made a last ditch effort to combine all my plans in one. I brought up an idea, “why don’t I throw a party and you can invite all your little homies and I can invite my Friends, we mix groups and have ourselves a rager.” Everyone loved the idea since they know I have good taste, I mean Thai tea and deli sandwiches? You go dreamworld me you’re awesome. Ivan brought up a good point, he said, “bro your in town for one night you don’t even live here? Where the fuck are you going to throw a party?” Scurrying through the inner dimensions of my noodle I inquired about a desolate land I had explored with my other best friend kurren in another dream world. (I didn’t invite him to the party lol) This place had abandoned buildings we could party at, watering holes, even a haunted sewage treatment plant rampant in wildlife just a quarter mile up the hill. Everyone gets really excited, except ivan since he always disagrees with me, which is why there was hostility between us in the first place. I stared at him waiting for his approval which I didn’t need anyway but would only lock in my positive emotions for the weekend further, “fuck it, let’s do it!”

Excitedly we all split up awaiting the night full of shenanigans, I stay with ivan and I get ready at his place. As I’m changing in his bathroom I look at my reflection and I see an old lady with an odd bejeweled grill and white Irises, she was oddly beautiful for her age and I understood that she was a witch or some sort of banshee, being the sicko that I am I instantly start masturbating… at first she smiled and liked it but then I felt this weird burst of energy and a cat latched on to my legs and meows really loud knocking back the tv the mirror and the table it was standing on. I get super freaked out and run into the kitchen where ivan and his cousin are hanging out barely cupping my towel around my nads. “Dude your fucking house is haunted as fuck! Bro there’s a fucking demon in the mirror what the fuuuck!” Ivan knowing his house was a little out of wack decided to investigate for himself, flipping the mirror where the demon is still grooming herself smiling all sexy.. “Yup that’s a demon alright.” She winks at us and I get another boner sending another burst of energy from the mirror lmaoo. “Think you’re pissing off her husband sicko,” ivan points to my odd boner which was in plain sight for all to see since the last burst of energy knocked my towel away (witch lady winks at us and scene fades away)

Ivan’s cousin Orlando and I wait around in Ivan’s living room staring at the pictures and figurines on the wall making new faces at us everytime we blink. I point it out to Orlando who’s extremely high at this point just staring blankly at the pictures and didn’t even notice the changes. I point it out to him and he smiles chillingly and says “ we need to get the fuck out of here pronto.. I don’t know how ivan lives like this.” (We hear one last burst of energy from The bathroom and the scene faded again to us driving to the party)

As we arrive I notice a buncha friends and mutuals parked in front of the abandoned pad obviously the dumbest move they could have made. “Obviously they remodeled the place it’s cool to park here” a stranger (Ricky) replied to my “yall retarded” face pointing at a charred memory of a child’s treehouse that now only carried the foundation and support beams. I guide everyone to a place to park and head inside setting up snacks booze and a generator for the dj to power the house with tunez. Scene fades in and out with a devilish montage of natural good human fun; people talking shots, strobe lights flicking us through each scene, two girls making out, shrooms and acid being administered in young street kids mouths, Flashbacks of the banshee winking at me. At this point I’m sitting pool side with one of the girls who was making out at the cliff end of a watering hole, music still playing in the background just close enough to hear it all and far enough to have a conversation. “Ya I actually ran into this place with my boy kurren a couple months back, the devil resides in the peak of that tower, it’s an extreme hike not meant for the faint of heart. Dark tunnels you end up crawling through covered in evil sludge sent from the man himself” super engaged and smiling at me she lays her head on my arm all cozy laying almost upright sideways on the end of the cliff, “once you get out through the top of the elevator shaft there’s a vegetated area lost to time where coyotes and deer roam, a bridge leads to the water tower and the quickest way down is to jump off the tower and into this watering hole” She was a good girl light red head from a good family straight A student,it was her first night out, the fixxy crew was renown for poisoning young girls and introducing them to a life of drugs and dirty dicks; I wasn’t exactly going to let them do that to this one, she was special. “Wait deer? You can’t be serious how’d they make it out to the heart of Chula Vista?” “I know I don’t get it either, but they’re there, I can show you” “No thanks, I’ll stay away from satan’s lair thank you..” I start making out with her with love flushing her eyes and joy and lust flushing mine, I really felt attached to this girl already like I found the girl of my dreams. I found an angel in the devils playground and my goulish properties had come out to play. I grab her tight and passionately throw ourselves off the cliff holding on to a vine with my other hand swinging making out like Tarzan and Jane. “Let me go! Are you fucking crazy” she says smiling completely wooed by my spurts of impromptu actions. I let her go as she asked and she lands almost perfectly in the middle of the watering hole smacking her ankle on the edge of the pool. “You get a girl to fall in love with you, and you fuck it up by breaking her fucking ankle.. you’re an idiot” says the girl my young love was making out with judgingly and jealously, she was sitting above us tripping out on shrooms dropping eaves on our conversation the entire time. (I dive in and the scene cuts out to me tending to her wounds) “It’s not broken it’s just bruised, Im sorry once again I thought it would be cute,” “Don’t worry it was, you’re just an idiot” she replies halfway crying the other half flirting. I offer her anything her soul desires; Ice, sugary treats, weed, ice cream, she smiles and says “caramel macchiato” “Wait what?” “Caramel macchiato!” She replies vigorously a trait I admire in a woman that I did not know she carried until she was halfway in a daze due to love and pain, physical pain. Before I could get up and cover my end of the bargain a street kid, hella strung out on shrooms and acid, his hair floating in the wind, dirt on his evil Filipino grin, bone skinny staring right at me, fires burning behind him stanced fist at his side, framed perfectly like right out of an anime; chuckles at me and says “it was fun” not knowing if he meant the party or burning down the house putting many lives in danger and exterminating the rager..

I kiss the girl on the lips as she passes out and run off into the house to warn people and save a couple lives, some dudes enthralled deeply in their game of Mario kart thinking the heat from the flames was planned drinking their Bottled IPA’s sours and stouts without removing their eyes fixated on the screen, I throw their old tv onto their wii and tellem “get the fuck out!!!!” Obviously pissed they leave still sipping their micro brews scurrying off into the thick smoke.

I make love to my sweetheart with the biggest campfire of the century burning in the back lesbian girl still sprawled out above us meditating and listening to us fuck, pressing on the good girl Renee’s bruise as she moans letting me do anything I decide to as she cums into a deep comatosas. We cuddle into the night and wake up to a police woman writing notes on a paper, “Ashkan? Honey you in some deep shit. Word is all this was your doing is that right?” At this point the girls father arrived and escorted her out wrapped up in a grey police blanket giving me dirty looks, Renee giving me worried I’ll remember this moment forever looks as they walked off into their Mercedes SUV. “Trespassing, arson, contributing to the delinquency of a minor, multiple minors I might add.. you’re lucky I like you. You should be going away for a long time but your friend ivan tells me you’re trying to make a life outside of daygo and I appreciate the youth stepping out and actually doing something, but don’t think you’re getting away Scott free oooo he’ll no. I’m glad you enjoyed being back home because you’re gunna spend another year here now” I walk with the police lady making futile efforts to explain the situation and try to find a way out of it then get stuffed in the backseat as I lock eyes with my mom who’s staring at me from beyond the caution tape. “Hope it was worth it, she seemed like a nice girl”